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The bushes rustled, and several heads peeked out.
With hair like weeds and covered in tattoos that resembled mysterious patterns, these individuals held stone spears in their hands. Their bodies were adorned with strange embroidery, and they wore nothing but grass skirts.
Damn it, three or four wild people were glaring at me and sticking out their tongues. One of them was even dancing with a stick in hand, exuding an intimidating presence that could rival the battle dance of King Qin. Judging by the rhythm of this group of Birdmen, they seemed ready to dance for quite a while. When one door closes, another opens.
As I looked more closely at them, I noticed that their faces were tattooed with crocodile patterns. This kind of design seemed familiar to me. Suddenly, it hit me. I had seen a documentary that featured this type of pattern, and my face turned pale.
Cannibal Tribe!!!
I realized I had definitely encountered such a tribe.
Cannibalism is an ancient custom that has persisted through time. According to archaeological findings, Peking Man is considered one of the earliest Cannibal Tribes. Due to food shortages, they were forced to resort to cannibalism to ensure the survival of their race.
If Lu Xun were to carefully read the Historical Records late into the night, he would find that the text is filled with two words: "eating people." Therefore, let us take a moment to explore the history of cannibalism through the gaps in history!
The infamous cannibal incident recorded in history likely began with Eater steaming his own son and offering him to Duke Huan of Qi as a delicacy; this is the first documented case. During the chaotic times of the Sixteen Kingdoms, there was a warlord known as Cannibal Tribe who kept over a hundred thousand women abducted from various places in his harem. After suffering defeat and being besieged in their capital, they ran out of food and resorted to consuming thousands of palace women.
The atrocities of cannibalism during the Sui and Tang dynasties reached alarming heights. In Cannibalism, two wealthy merchants at the end of the Sui Dynasty, Zhuge Ang and Gao Zan, hosted lavish human flesh banquets. The Chronicle of the Court and the People and the Book of Later Tang both recorded in gruesome detail how Huang Chao and others boiled human flesh using two hundred stones worth of copper pots and preserved human corpses with salt as military rations. The editor even coined a phrase "knock bones and suck marrow" to describe this extreme cruelty born from hunger.
By the Song Dynasty, records of cannibalism became increasingly detailed. In Zhuang Chuo's Chicken Rib Compilation, people categorized human flesh into different grades based on quality. Old and thin men were referred to as "burning fire," young women as "not envious of sheep," children as "soft bones," and there was even a term for "two-legged sheep."
The Record of the Southern Village vividly described how people were bound, scalded with boiling water, scraped with bamboo brushes to remove bitter skin, thrown into large pots for live cooking, and salted before being hung up to dry for preservation. This meat even had an appealing name: "desire meat," meaning it was so good that one would crave more after eating it.
In the late Ming Dynasty, alongside droughts, locust plagues, epidemics, and military disasters spreading across the land, incidents of cannibalism were no less frequent than in previous dynasties. People resorted to cannibalism either out of curiosity or because they genuinely found it tasty; sometimes it served as military provisions or simply stemmed from sheer hunger.
According to Chicken Rib Compilation, during the late Northern Song Dynasty, human flesh was cheaper than pork or dog meat. A robust individual could be cooked whole and smoked into jerky for no more than fifteen thousand; meanwhile, a dou (a unit of measurement) of rice could sell for tens of thousands but was still hard to come by. By the end of the Ming Dynasty during famines in Central China, mutton sold for 200 coins per pound while human flesh only cost 100 coins. In Sichuan's great famine, even coarse rice sold for twenty gold coins per dou while meat became priceless. Some people held hundreds of gold coins but refused to eat human flesh; they only sought enough food to fill their stomachs yet ultimately starved to death.
These dark chapters from history flashed before my eyes: better to be a peaceful dog than a person in chaotic times.
There are some races that consume humans, but only to gain the abilities of the deceased. Therefore, before they feast on human flesh, they conduct elaborate rituals. After a series of ceremonies, they begin their gruesome act, stripping away the soul from the body!
The crocodile pattern represents a certain power. The Cannibal Tribe believes that by consuming human flesh, they can absorb human energy. For them, cannibalism is a sacred ritual. Similar rituals are referred to as "hunting grass" or "striking grass" in some places.
This group is famously known as the Cannibal Tribe, residing in the South Pacific. They are an isolated primitive people still living in a prehistoric clan society. They believe in soul transfer, and due to their long history of hunting, they possess incredible speed and remarkably strong physiques!
It is said that those who have consumed human flesh have eyes that glow red!
When I looked at these savages, their eyes were indeed crimson… a fierce and malevolent expression that no amount of tattoos could conceal. Undoubtedly, these bastards had feasted on human flesh!
These individuals are unique; they are particularly sensitive to various scents and can distinguish between different smells in the environment, even identifying the scents of people regardless of age or gender.
This is far more terrifying than ghosts; not only do they possess immense strength, but their intelligence is also quite high. They feast on humans, but it doesn’t take long for them to kill; instead, they bind their victims and slowly disembowel them. Accompanied by their drumming and continuous dancing throughout the night, the suffering lasts for months.
I never expected to encounter such a Cannibal Tribe today. If they intend to harm me, it won’t be so easy; I have battled Iron Corpses and even fought against demons—why would I fear these wild beasts?
Regardless of my thoughts, once these Cannibal Tribe members set their sights on me and begin their dance, it’s all over! I once read a book that stated when the Cannibal Tribe decides to kill, they perform a mysterious dance. If you are not their match and encounter this dance, it essentially means you’ve been sentenced to death! There’s no rescue; it’s equivalent to doom!
Damn it!
I gritted my teeth and summoned my Killing Intent. In an instant, my fist was enveloped in a layer of cold energy. Not only that, but I could even feel a cool sensation coursing through my arm and acupoints—it felt incredibly refreshing. Without hesitation, I swung my fist directly at the face of one of the Cannibal Tribe members!
I suspected that the Cannibal Tribe thought I wouldn’t dare to resist. Suddenly erupting with fury caught them off guard; thus, my punch landed squarely on one of their noses!
Bang!
I put all my strength into that punch, and it produced a muffled thud upon striking the face of that gluttonous creature, startling the dancing members of the Cannibal Tribe!
Take this opportunity!
I seized the moment, raising my fists and landing two solid punches on a Cannibal Tribe member's face. The Killing Intent enveloped my hands as I swung left and right, hitting him until he no longer recognized his ancestors! Blood gushed from his nose, and he collapsed to the ground.
Seeing this, a bowl-shaped figure clapped and exclaimed, "This is fun! Let me have a go!"
To my surprise, this guy was even fiercer and more ruthless. With three punches and two kicks, he took down several of the savages. They cried out in dismay, practically begging for mercy—if they had knees, they would have knelt! It seemed that the savages were also afraid of strength. I was furious, unleashing my wrath as I battered them until their heads were bloodied!
The Cannibal Tribe members suffered a heavy blow and screamed as they tried to escape into the Bush. But I wouldn’t give them that chance! I leaped from the ground and grabbed one of them by the hair, ready to drag him out. However, just as my hand grasped his hair, it slipped right off as they burrowed into the Bush. The other Cannibal Tribe members also jumped into the thicket, rustling away until they vanished without a trace!
I felt puzzled—why was the hair of the Cannibal Tribe so slippery? Out of curiosity, I sniffed my hand. The moment I did, a foul stench invaded my nostrils, nearly knocking me out. It smelled like a cat or dog that had been dead for quite some time, rotting away—truly disgusting.
Using the moonlight streaming through the window, I glanced at my palm; it gleamed as if coated in some oily substance.
Corpse Oil?
I froze; it had to be right. The smell was unmistakably like Corpse Oil.
Cackling…
Two emerald-green eyes emerged from the Bush, glowing with an eerie light. The entire face was blurred; I couldn't see it clearly. As for what it looked like specifically, I felt utterly confused!
What the hell? Could the Cannibal Tribe be back again?
"Seeking death!"
That thing turned to flee. Enraged, I shouted and jumped into the Bush, charging straight at that Demon!
Cackling...
The Cannibal Tribe let out a strange laugh and turned to run. I chased after them, and in the blink of an eye, I cornered one in a clearing, hiding in the shade of a tree. All I could see was a dark figure.
Damn it, I fell for it. This is definitely not human; it has no shadow and is emanating a heavy Killing Intent. What kind of Demon is this?
I decided to try the Mayi Divination. I drew a symbol in the air and made a gesture, throwing it fiercely at the creature. This gesture is known as the Mighty Vajra Technique, which is particularly effective against Wandering Souls and Wild Ghosts.
At that moment, something astonishing happened—the Demon flickered lightly, and the golden gesture I cast began to emit a yellowish light. To my surprise, the Demon also radiated a red glow, and suddenly, a large totem symbol appeared on its dark face. The symbol shot into the air and collided with my gesture, igniting with a loud explosion and burning away completely in an instant!
Boom!
The Demon fled, leaving behind a series of cackling laughter!
This was completely unexpected; for a moment, I was stunned.
It seems... this Demon is being raised by someone!
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